is a special day. I do not know why and I just can't
put my finger on how it is special. It feels like
the first day of the rest of my life.
Now, this is strange because there is nothing special about today. It is snowing heavily, nothing new or unusual about the weather. We are financially challenged, still, nothing new about our survival status. I feel fine physically, emotionally, spiritually; which is not always the case but does happen with great frequency and regularity, so nothing new about the balance of my health.
I would have expected the first day of the rest of my life to be marked by some great event, some feeling of euphoria or exhilaration. There is no great event occurring that I know of, not even a little event is occuring that I know of. There is no euphoria and definitely no feeling of exhilaration.
What there is, is calmness, just that, calmness.
On a more practical note, the defrosting of the freezer continues this morning. It is a very big job! After sitting open overnight, the top freezer shelf is still coated with over half an inch of ice. I've put containers of hot water on the shelf in hopes of speeding up the melting process.
Once I have the freezer defrosted, I must organize the food that is to be stored there, to allow easy access. This might be accomplished today, however I am prepared to continue my efforts into tomorrow to complete the project.
Tonight for dinner Attila will prepare one last leftover turkey dinner, and he will make turkey soup from the carcass of the turkey he cooked for Luna when we visited. We provided the turkey for that celebration and the only part of it we brought home was the carcass for soup. There was no point in leaving it for Luna, she doesn't make soup.
Attila will also prepare refried beans, as I cooked another batch of pinto beans overnight.
Then I will be examining the few geriatric food items I found during my latest freezer defrosting project. We will focus our menu on consuming every last one of them. Already I have a container of pumpkin on the counter thawing, and I am on the prowl for a recipe that will do it justice.
It is a little life, and a good one.
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No ice in here. The freezer is finally defrosted.
BBC Radio Scotland
By The Easy Chair
The Forsyte Saga
by John Galsworthy
Perpetual devotion to what a man calls his business, is only to be sustained by perpetual neglect of many other things."
Robert Louis Stevenson
(1850 - 1894)
Condition: Light Snow
HA!! Heavy Snow!
Pressure: 99.1 kPa
Visibility: 0.3 km
Humidity: 91 %
Wind Chill: -11
Wind: ENE 13 km/h
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